FangiRLinINdia

matching shirts

Mammon loves his lil plushie 🤲🥺

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(Art belongs to Solmare)

Trash CAN!

Trash CAN!

Just remember 60 people signed on to stab Caesar and he only had 23 stab wounds, the real moral of the story is group projects have always just been like that

I need you all to know the reblog web on this post is so pretty

As the person who got their R keyboard broken and the world mocked me for being forced to use the uwu language as replacement

My condolences

put that back

Curse of Elmer Fudd

Happy ides of March! Read ahead to Ceasars assassination (spoilers alert) since I desperately wanted to read it on the ides of march

Julius caesar is actually pretty easy to read as far as Shakespeare goes and I definitely recommend it.

1 : Welcome to hell, we had an education reform last year

Next ->

2 : Meet your brand new family!!

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It's hot outside☀️

Death is imminent.

my friend suggested i do a version of baby levi... but in a goldfish costume.

ofc i obliged.

maybe i overstepped a bit (´⊙ω⊙`)

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also a tiny little extra bc i didn’t know how the costume would look like—

Mc: Let me get this straight...

Lucifer, Solomon and Simeon kneeling on the floor in front of them.

Mc: You want me to help you settle a dispute between two tribes of magical creatures.

Simeon: *hurried* That's…

Mc: Because Luke had insisted on going to see those creatures because Solomon *looking at him* had shown them to him, saying that they were harmless.

Solomon: *without looking up, a shy smile on his face* Ha, ha, ha…. Yes

MY MAMA ALLOWS ME TO CUT MY HAIR SHORT (i am 23 and i still need her opinion on things) YEEEAAHHHH

My hair has been falling off a lot lately, so i planning to cut old hair and the new hair growth will look better.

BRINGING BACK SHORT HAIR HUNNIE

Imagine being mc, and you're just chilling in your kitchen cause you live alone. You're in your i-woke-up-to-be-here fit, glasses off and retainers out, hair out of the way messily yet conveniently. And you're just standing in the middle of your kitchen, small pot in your left hand and a wood spoon in your right.

Eating some pasta quietly with the same utensils you used to make the pasta so you didn't have to wash more dishes by putting it in a bowl and getting a fork. Then suddenly you're teleported somewhere that isn't your bland apartment kitchen with buzzing white lights above you. It takes you a minute to realise that anything has happened, shoveling your tasty homemade pasta into your mouth with a wooden spoon.

You look up, making eye contact with some dude with his arms crossed, his hair short and black, and standing about half a foot taller than you. At least that was what you could make out through blurry vision. Pasta strands hanging from your mouth, you eat them quickly while staring directly at this man whom you find conventionally attractive despite just meeting him, if you would even call this a meeting.

Your voice somewhat hoarse from not talking for about two and a half days and from eating off of a wooden spoon, you speak in a tone that is almost sarcastic, yet is questioning. You sound neutral, being caught like a deer in headlights in your most nobody's-gonna-see-me state.

"Who the fuck're you?" You'd say, blinking a few times and having to force your eyes to adjust to the shift in lighting that you had only now noticed, and your voice slightly muffled from the pasta sauce stuck to the roof of your mouth. Your organs rolling like a rotisserie chicken in confusion, almost making your stomach hurt.

You settle your right hand, loosely placing the wooden spoon into the pot, it being about half full of hot-n-ready pasta. Your left wrist feels sore from holding up the pot, but in your delayed confusion you barely feel it, doing mental gymnastics in order to figure out where the fuck you had ended up.

You just wanted some pasta. Now where were you?

MC to mammon: look this one shaped like a heart that's how I feel about you

Mammon: *starts crying* (⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠෴⁠ ⁠༎ຶ⁠)

Satan: this one shaped like a michigan that's how I feel about you

Lucifer: what does that even mean!?!